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gricean-sphinx · 3 months
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When I grow up, I want to be a flower
wild & fleeting like a bluebonnet but I’ll settle for a pansy hanging off a wooden planter, splashing color on some main street.
I want to seep into the soil and enjoy oblivion for a little while, incubating.
I want to be borne away on some west wind; be pushed and pulled by the rush of circling swallows.
I want to unspool in the sky, race to the sea.
When I grow up, I want to feed the birds of carrion.
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wasyago · 3 months
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kakashi and bull 🥺🤲
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glassedplanets · 7 months
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noooo ten cały „łampis‟
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ennieasys · 9 days
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im doing the notes thing
I doubt it'll work but I have also witnessed the power of Tumblr so...
100 notes: I'll paint my nails the trans flag colors
200: I'll buy a nonbinary pride moth bracelet (skyebluez.com)
250: I'll also buy a classic pride bracelet (I know it's not a lot but it's kinda all I can afford)
500: I'll find a way to go out in public wearing all three
900: I'll talk to a friend that I suspect is a system about our DID
1000: I've been wanting to stream on twitch but am insanely anxious about it so if we hit this I'll do it at least once
1500: I'll have y'all recommend stuff and I'll make a poll
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waveoftheocean · 11 months
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06.10.23 happy birthday iwa-chan!! sorry for inflicting paperwork on you for your bday but at least you have oikawa to help (coughdistractcough) you 🥰
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fluentisonus · 17 days
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WILD GARLIC TIME
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mokadevs · 17 days
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guy who has done some terrible things
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roobiedo · 8 days
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Made this for the Solarpunk Aesthetic Week server in a sudden creative fever, so I guess I'll post it here too hh
A relative of mine knows someone who teaches kids, so I'm gonna suggest this as an art project for them! The idea is that students could each make/decorate their own shelf, then put them together to form a hive, which could function as mini lockers in their classrooms. Then, by the end of the school year or something, they could either take their own little shelf home (or exchange them with their peers?), or recycle them into materials for the next class! Hopefully it'll teach them about pollinators too 🐝
Idk how doable this project is really, and its scary to imagine one of my silly designs could actually become something tangible irl. But even so, I'm still excited to try 🥰 (And if anyone else attempts this too, please let me know!!!)
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coward2coward · 3 months
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i'm sure you haven't forgotten how much you love the taste
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kiitoskiitos · 4 months
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main characters of a comic I'm hoping to dedicate a lot of my time to this year
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katebeckets · 5 months
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Jisbon in Every Season → Season Six (part three)
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salsakiyoomi · 1 year
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bestfriend! akaashi who first introduced himself formerly to you when the teacher paried you both up for an english project.
bestfriend! akaashi who was in awe at how smart and witty you were and soon got to know you and became friends you quickly after.
bestfriend! akaashi who spends time with you more often than not — your company brings him a sense of unknown comfort and he might've gotten a little too cozy around you.
bestfriend! akaashi who showed up at your doorstep for your birthday, with cookies he baked himself and that one perfume you had your eyes on for a while as a gift.
bestfriend! akaashi who never fails to smile and laugh at your silly, lame jokes — who doesn't notice how his heart flutters everytime you make one.
bestfriend! akaashi who finally realizes that he might have fallen for you a couple of weeks before graduation — the fluttering of his heart and the heat of his face have become too evident to ignore — and he's not sure what to do with the overwhelming feeling of emotion he has towards you.
bestfriend! akaashi who thinks fuck it and asks you out for prom, and watches as your eyes widen in shock before you laugh and he doesn't believe his ears when he hears you answer with yes.
bestfriend! akaashi who you pull on to the dancefloor and convince him to dance with you to the slow dance song, and he doesn't believe it when by the end of the song you press your lips to his.
boyfriend! akaashi who tastes so sweet like vanilla and whose cologne is so overwhelmingly strong that it completely engulfs you whenever your body presses up close to his.
boyfriend! akaashi who is subtle with his physical affection, but his hand is always linked with yours, and sometimes you feel the tips of his fingers press against the small of your back as he leads you through a crowd.
boyfriend! akaashi whose kisses are soft and tender, just a mere peck to your lips whenever he says hello or goodbye.
boyfriend! akaashi who brings flowers to every date of yours, who brought you red roses to your first date because they're a good classic and ideal but then usually brings you hand picked flowers or paper flower bouquets.
boyfriend! akaashi who took you out to his favourite cafe for your first date and ordered your drink for you and paid for it despite your trying to convince him you'd pay for your own drink.
boyfriend! akaashi who brings you random gifts from time to time, whether it be something expensive such as a watch or a bag you wanted or a handmade gift such as his hand written letters that he pours his heart out into them for you.
boyfriend! akaashi who is an old fashioned lover — ladies first he'd say as he opens the door for you, he pays for everything you ask for whenever the two of you are out together and who bends down to tie your shoes whenever they get loose.
boyfriend! akaashi who gifted you a moon stone necklace for your first year anniversary together, it was so beautiful you couldn't believe your eyes — he clasped it around your neck in front of the mirror and pressed a kiss to the side of your neck, you look so beautiful, love he had whispered into your ear as he wrapped his arms around you.
boyfriend! akaashi who loves you with every ounce of his being, and thought he isn't the most vocal about it, you do know it from your photo albums, your gifts, and the time spent together.
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tagging : @ermespop (headcanons as promised) & @keyz-writes
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royalarchivist · 1 year
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Wilbur: Everyone give it up for Alex Quackity! Thank you.
A close-up of one of the TNTduo hugs from the Lovejoy concert :')
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linalilia · 1 year
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so i've made milgram memes before but i still haven't made any twst ones and.. i thought that i should change that.
(thank you sm @/alchemivich for the live 2d sprites!)
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salamispots · 5 months
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rug hook edition of color combos I liked but didn't quite work out
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absoloutenonsense · 6 months
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Coming October 31st…
When the Trouble Comes by nonsensedarling
Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | 80k | Explicit
Official fic post is HERE.
The Queens Trafficking case is the biggest one of Louis’ FBI career so far; eleven reported missing girls all disappeared under a similar set of circumstances. Louis has done everything he can to try and solve this case over the last nine months... while also absolutely ruining his marriage. Harry has been co-host of Banter at Breakfast for five years now and finally has the opportunity to create his own radio show with the network. Unfortunately, it comes at a time where Harry's thoughts are consumed with his impending divorce from his (caring, loving, infuriatingly thoughtful) husband of eight years. Harry and Louis have both been willing to lose themselves in their work… but are they willing to lose each other?
Or a story of (almost) exes-to-lovers.
Chapters will post on Tuesdays of each week, starting on October 31st (20 chapters in total).
(If you would like to be notified by email when it starts posting, you can subscribe here.)
Snippet under the cut:
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With a copy of the case file in his backpack, Louis sticks his key in the door, unlocks it, and steps inside, trying to be as quiet as he can because he knows at this time of night, Harry will definitely be asleep.
Except when he shuts the door, he sees the living room light bleeding out into the hallway, a shadow moving back and forth. There’s the sound of footsteps – lots of them, very quickly. Louis stares at the light and for a brief moment panics that he’s walked into their apartment to find Harry with someone else.
He hears light murmurs. Louis leans forward, feet frozen but his ears straining, until he recognizes the murmurs as Harry singing. Louis sighs in relief. Harry isn’t with someone else. He’s singing and probably dancing in the living room, maybe with his headphones in, which is why he hasn’t stopped or popped his head out between the doorframe when Louis opened the door.
Louis isn’t going to look in. He’s going to walk right past the doorway and head straight to the guest bedroom and review the file again, and then go to sleep so he can meet Perrie early in the morning.
He isn’t going to look in.
He really doesn’t mean to look in. A motion pulls his attention in his peripheral vision and his head turns without him realizing it, then his whole body stops moving.
Harry is dancing, wireless earbuds in and a glass of deep red wine in his right hand. There’s a pink tint to his cheeks, which tells Louis that the one in his hand is at least his third. He’s wearing just his boxer briefs and one of Louis’ hoodies.
Well, it was technically Harry’s hoodie originally. It’s heather grey, worn in to just the perfect amount of softness with a faded Greenbay Packers logo on the front. The first time Louis stayed over at Harry’s, he got cold just before they were going to bed. Harry took the sweatshirt from where it was draped over the top of the closet door and passed it to him.
When Louis pulled it on… he can’t really explain it, but there, in Harry’s dreadfully small room in his four-roommate apartment, wearing a hoodie that smelled exactly like him (like he’d been wearing it all day, soaked in the scent of his shampoo and body lotion and fabric softener)... Louis had the same feeling he got when he first visited New York when he was a kid. Like he was home. Harry had agreed. “Looks better on you then it ever has on me,” he’d said with a smirk. And from then on, it was Louis’ hoodie. Harry never tried to take it back.
So the fact that his husband is wearing it now makes Louis feel all sorts of things. Before he has even a second to figure out what any one of them is, Harry opens his eyes.
“Shit fucking Christ,” he exclaims, opening his hand automatically. It’s like Louis watches in slow motion as the glass falls and breaks, shattering in so many different directions. He pulls his earbuds out quickly. “Hell, Louis, you scared the shit out of me!” he scolds.
Harry rises up onto his tiptoes, and Louis’ hand immediately goes out in front of him in a stop gesture.
“Don’t, don’t move,” Louis says. “Stay there.”
He turns quickly towards the kitchen, throwing his backpack somewhere off to the side as he rushes to grab the dustpan and broom, as well as the roll of paper towels.
“I’m coming, stay still,” Louis shouts as he starts jogging back.
He keeps his eyes on the ground as he puts one paper towel down to soak up the wine there, then balls it up so he can sweep away the shards. He does the same as he works his way towards Harry’s feet.
There’s red wine all over his toes, that’s got to be uncomfortable. Louis grabs one of the paper towels and goes to dab his feet to wipe it off.
“Stop,” Harry says. He sounds angry.
Louis glances up and sees that he looks angry. He holds his hands up in a surrendering motion, not wanting to upset him anymore.
“I just want to make sure you’re okay.”
“Well don’t,” Harry spits out.
He stands up slowly. Louis doesn’t know if he’s ever seen Harry this angry with him. Even the time Louis accidentally threw out his favorite pair of boots it wasn’t like this. Louis isn’t prepared for this bitterness coming from his husband, and he didn’t think divorce brought on something like that when it wasn’t there before, at least not before they’d even filed the paperwork.
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